|| Die For You || Midoriya X Reader

Entrance exams

A/N: Hey hey! This is the authors drawing!!! It's a little uneven and the photo is blurry because my camera sucks, but I'm pretty over all happy with how it turned out! And yes, there is no color, that is because I do my drawings with one lone mechanical pencil, an eraser, and a paper towel. :) 

And yes, I know I messed up his shoulders, they should be much wider. :(  

And I'm sorry it's been forever! School has been very, very, very demanding... I mean, I know it will be because I'm in the magnet program... but still! (The magnet program is the advanced program in middle school.) 

Alright, back to the story!

YES, THIS VIDEO HAS RELEVANCE, READ THE CHAPTER TO FIGURE IT OUT!!!!

One more thing, This chapter is gonna be really, really long. 

I know, I know, I said the last one was the last thing, but this is a message like four weeks later... I'm just publishing what I have so far... It like 3,400 words, and it's not finished, so I'm just givin ya what I have, I will finish it within the next week or so! 

Y/N P.O.V. 

I ran down the sidewalks through the city letting my legs take me wherever they knew we needed to go. As I mindlessly ran, I pulled out my earbuds and untangled them. I had just done it this morning, but when I just shove things into my pocket... they get crazy. I still let my legs carry me as I slipped the buds into my ears. What should I listen to?... oooo, this is what I'll listen to! I thought as I selected the song I regularly listened to on repeat: Ocean Eyes By Billie Eilish. (A/N The song is at the top of the chapter if you've never listened to it.)The calming tones and the voice just always calmed me and my thoughts would slow down a bit. I loved it. It also reminded me of my friend that I had when I was very young... Before my mother went crazy... and before his family fell apart... and this was all because of stupid quirks. Granted, mine was a great form of escape, but it was the cause of the issues in the first place... well, the cause-ish. 

As I ran my hair slowly began to come out of its bun. When it did I subconsciously reached up to brush it out of my face as I kept running. My thin fingers brushed across my cheek, only to find it... wet? Had I been crying? Well, it's definitely not raining, so yes... No, Not now!  I told my self as I could feel my chest tightening and it becoming harder to breathe. I saw an empty alleyway, and without thinking I darted into it. Now hidden in the shadows I stopped and was continuously having to remind myself to breathe. This happened often, but sometimes I wouldn't be able to stop the panic before it got bad. Thankfully, this time I was able to catch it before it took over. 

As I began walking again I let my thoughts wander. They always came back to my old friend no matter where they had previously trailed off to. I remembered all the fun times we had while we were still young and before we had our quirks. I remember all the tiny pillow and blanket forts we'd build only for then to collapse back onto us the moment we were in it. I remember how his sister would always come to our three and four year old rescue. She would make the best forts! I remember how I would always be over there or he'd always be over at my place. Every time there was a thunder storm we'd hide under blankets together and I'd have to fight it to not laugh every time he jumped. Then when there was a particularly loud clap of thunder how I'd jump then we'd just hold onto each other as if our little lives depended on it. I remember his older brother constantly hiding behind doors and other little places to try and scare us too. Then as we ate lunch or dinner how we'd all sit together and everyone would laugh at our crazy stories we'd tell. I wonder if they still live in the same house. Then I wonder if I could even remember the street it was on... I think it's somewhere around my "mom"'s house. I think that we'd walk over there together quite a bit. I wonder how he's holding up.... really, how any of them are holding up... Maybe, after the exams  I'll try and find their house! But... is that really a good idea? Who knows if they'd even remember me... I guess it's still worth a try though, anything that may happen can't be worse than what already has. I just want to see them again. Anything to let me know that they're okay.